Kapitel 165: 086: The Most Hated Person (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_4

"That'll have to wait until tonight's over, Shaq," Pippen said with a laugh.

O'Neal returned to the bench and threw away his towel.

Yes, even if they could play better in the future, tonight he and Roger could only frustratingly watch others perform.

Why?

All the starting All-Stars were chosen by the fans, one vote at a time; why should he and Roger have to put up with this?

Plus, O'Neal's family was all here today; was he supposed to perform shuttle runs in front of his own family?

At that moment, Eastern Conference All-Stars' substitute center Ewing took the floor.

Roger, who hadn't touched the ball for half the game, was ready to receive the baseline ball, but Ewing ignored Roger and passed the ball to Joe Dumars, who was further from him.

Roger shook his head with a smile, "What flavor is Michael's skin condition?"

"What?"

"Aren't you a fan of licking? Can't you taste it?"

"Shut up, I don't want to argue with you during the All-Star game."